Ray
Have you ever heard a shadow?
A whisper at night?
A whisper at night?
"Oh shit." Wessex jinked them it seems. Ray nods her head urgently towards the tiger's direction, "Molten tiger. Less than 15 feet that way." Warning given, the Attuned fully shifts into her panther form. The black cat's sleek fur bristles as her claws scrape the dirt with anticipation.
Eyeing the tiger's direction, Ray lets out a warning snarl, fangs bared in the hopes that the tiger will second guess it's next choice of action. The herbalist doubts she can fight it off, but she may as well bluff a bit. She has two demigods to back her up after all. The panther braces herself for the tiger's next move.
Ray calls out the tiger's location before fully shifting into her panther form and bracing for the (very likely) attack.
Eyeing the tiger's direction, Ray lets out a warning snarl, fangs bared in the hopes that the tiger will second guess it's next choice of action. The herbalist doubts she can fight it off, but she may as well bluff a bit. She has two demigods to back her up after all. The panther braces herself for the tiger's next move.
Ray calls out the tiger's location before fully shifting into her panther form and bracing for the (very likely) attack.
The soft sound of paws,
In the dead of night?
In the dead of night?
